The flying Paladin

Chapter 18

"So...?" 

I looked up from my--very interesting thank you very much--food goo to see a familiar grizzly looking at me curiously. "So what?" I asked.

"You know," Hunk said, waving his hand and looking at me with wide eyes. "You know.." he said again.

"No," I laughed. "I don't know." 

"Lance we all heard you tell Shiro and Keith you're down."

"'Down'?" 

"Down to fuck."

I let out a loud squeal of indignation before scooping out a handful of food goo and tossing at her smirking face. She let out a huff of surprise before smirking at me scarily. "Oh it's on, loverboy." Pidge said before tossing her whole bowl at my face. 

"Pidge!" I exclaimed before smiling like mad man. "You know what this calls for?"

"What...oh no."

"FOOD FIGHT!"

I laughed as we began to hurdle food at each other, Hunk caught in the crossfire. Pretty soon it became obvious that I wasn't on the winning side so I made a risky decision. I made a dive for the food tubes but was too late. Pidge realized what I was doing and got their before me. Curse her little kid stamina. 

"Say hello to my little friend," Pidge screamed before blasting me in the face. 

"Woah," Keith said stepping into the food covered kitchen. "What happened in here?" Shiro soon followed, a bemused expression resting on his beautiful face. 

"Pidge made a rude comment," I said instantly, pointing a finger at Pidge. Pidge made a loud sound that somewhat resembled a dying pig. (piglet heh) 

"I did not," Pidge cried defensively. "I just said the truth." 

"And what's the truth?" Shiro asked, raising his--beautifully done--eyebrow. (seriously, why was Shiro's makeup on point every day? It's not fair!)

"That Lance is DTF."

"What does that mean--"

"You don't want to know," I assured. Keith raised an eyebrow but let it go. He walked over to me and pressed a kiss to my forehead. I recoiled when I felt something wet lap at my skin. Keith was licking me! "Keith what are you--"

"You've got food goo all over you," Keith answered, slurping some more of the food goo off. Jesus, that should not have been as sensual as it was.  

"Okay Keith, maybe we should fluster Lance to death in private?" Shiro said, taking pity on my confused, but flushed face. 

"Fine." Keith said sadly, like Christmas just got canceled. That little shit..."C'mon Lance let's go somewhere else!" 

"What--Why?"

"So I can fluster you to death." Keith said before gripping my arm and towing me out of the room. I vaguely heard Pidge snort and say something about being down to fuck. I followed Keith blindly as he dragged me down the halls of the castle. 

"Keith where are we going?"

"I...I don't know." Keith admitted. We slowed to a gradual stop. Now we were just standing in the middle of an empty hallway. "I just...I..." I could see he really wanted to say something but was having problems finding the right way to say it. I could relate.

"Whatever you want to say, just say it," I said, grasping Keith's face in my hands, forcing him to look me in the eyes. Violet eyes searched mine. "Don't give yourself a brain hemorrhage." I joked.